Pyramid of Ruins

“…And while the king bid her goodbye, the queen died longing for him in her lonely little giant pyramid. It wouldn’t matter if she died under the ruins of the pyramid. But it stood tall and hollow, just like her soul reminding her of her lust for power. Her soul now beats the walls of the pyramid. But just like the tip of it, she reduces down to a point which will hurt, get blood on itself but stand tall to keep its appearance.”

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